Текст и перевод песни I Vianella - Tu Padre Co' Tu Madre

Tu Padre Co' Tu Madre

Tu' padre co' tu' madre
Piu' de vent'anni fa,
Sbajarono li calcoli
Prima de' consuma'.
Sinno' me pare chiaro

Nun dovevo sta' a penza',
Che c'ho 'na donna a carico
Che me fa dispera'

Riportame da mamma
Si nun ce voi piu' sta',
Ma poi nun fa la vittima,
Nun te ripresenta'.
Nun trovo pace 'n'attimo,
Ma chi me lo fa fa'?
A stamme a rode er fegato
Cor rischio de schiatta'.

La vita è 'na polemica,
L'amore ce fa male,
Diventa 'n funerale
Tutto quello che se fa.

Tu' padre co' tu' madre
Me dissero la voi te la lasciamo subito
Purche' nun stia co' noi
Ma mica m'avvertirono
Che sei quello che sei,
Te stai magnanno a mozzichi
Li sentimenti miei.

La cattiveria tua,
La cattiveria mia,
Nessuno è nato santo
Ognuno c'ha li fatti sua.
Nun è che tu m'aiuti,
Sai solo comanna'
E c'hai sempre ragione
Pure prima de' parla'.

La vita è 'na polemica,
L'amore ce fa male,
Diventa 'n funerale
Tutto quello che se fa.

Per questo li mi soceri
L'hai detto pure tu
Da che te sistemarono
Nun se so' visti piu'.
Tu' padre co' tu' madre
Me dicessero perché,
Lo sbajo de 'na notte
L'hanno scaricato a me?

Me sta a veni' da piagne,
Nun me poi tratta' cosi',
Ho dato pure l'anima
Pe' fatte di' de si.
Oh..., guardame 'n faccia,
Stai a piagne pure tu.

So' sempre 'nnamorato,
Annamo a casa, ...vie'

Your Father With Your Mother

Your father with your mother
More than twenty years ago,
Carelessly did the deed
Before you were born.
Otherwise it seems to me

You shouldn't even be considered
Since you're a burden to me,
You make me despair

Take me back to my mother
If you don't want me anymore,
But don't play the victim,
Don't come back.
I can't find a moment's peace ,
Who's making me do this?
constantly being eaten away at
With the risk of me dying.

Life is an argument,
Love hurts us,
It becomes a funeral
Everything we do.

Your father with your mother
They told me, We'll let you have her right away
As long as she doesn't stay with us
But they didn't warn me
That you are who you are,
You are eating my feelings bit by bit
.

Your spite,
My spite,
Nobody is born a saint
Everyone has their own issues.
You don't help me,
You only know how to order me around
And you're always right
Even before you speak.

Life is an argument,
Love hurts us,
It becomes a funeral
Everything we do.

That's why my in-laws
You said it yourself
Since they settled you down
They haven't seen each other anymore.
Your father with your mother
Could they tell me why,
The mistake of one night
Did they pass on to me?

I'm about to cry,
You can't treat me like this,
I even gave you my soul
To make you say yes.
Oh..., look at me,
You're crying too.

I'm still in love,
Let's go home, ... come on